Daddy Owl Gives A Hoot

January 31, 2022March 12, 2023 Timothy Price53 Comments

Daddy Owl was giving a hoot answering Mama Owl.

Catnipping

January 30, 2022 Timothy Price53 Comments

Laurie picked catnip for the kitties while she was out for one of her hourly step goals. Gwendolyn was like a kitty demon eating her sprig of catnip.

I went out to see if I could get a glimpse of the last sliver moon at dawn. I got clouds and color instead.

The sunset tonight was not as colorful as sunrise was this morning.

Three different exposures and slightly different views of a very clear Saturday night before the clouds rolled in.

Last Day Of Retrograde

January 29, 2022 Timothy Price64 Comments

Today is the last day of Venus in retrograde. If you’ve been having issues with relationships, beauty, love, money, and values over the past six weeks, things should start to change. The moon and Venus rose close to the same time this morning, and the owls were in Susan’s tree having a bit of hanky panky at the first light of dawn. I noticed overly excited, simultaneous hooting, saw a lot of flapping of wings in my peripheral vision on Susan’s tree, looked over, and got a photo of the last wing flap before the male flew off, leaving the female to watch the dawn.

White Spider

January 28, 2022 Timothy Price47 Comments

White spider in asphalt space
Forever longing for the tree
Shelter from unforgiving sun
Escape from infinite tires
There is consolation
From the screeches
When unobservant souls discover
They stepped on a spider

Plain Old Dawn & Sunset

January 27, 2022 Timothy Price39 Comments

Dawn with Venus peeking through the clouds.

Color on the Sandias through the trees at sunset.

Decent clouds, but not a lot of color in the western sky at sunset.

Reflecting in Stereo

January 26, 2022 Timothy Price45 Comments

The pTerodactyl reflecting in stereo. Or perhaps reflections on and nostalgia for quadraphonics.

In The Red

January 25, 2022 Timothy Price62 Comments

Crane Quartet

January 24, 2022 Timothy Price54 Comments

These guys were really singing tonight.

Trio landing.

Venus at dawn.

Jupiter and moons.

I mentioned the fluorescent bulb that caught on fire when I was twisting it out of the sockets yesterday and gave me inspiration for the Jaywalking song. I recovered the burned sockets this morning and photographed them. In the few seconds it took me to twist the bulb out of the socket, the flames melted the socket as shown in the photo.

Jaywalking

January 23, 2022 Timothy Price57 Comments

The lyrics for my latest song came to me while I was jaywalking across Jefferson Blvd. by the office. The style of the song came to me while I was changing the light fixtures from fluorescent to LED in the men’s restroom at the office. When I removed one of the fluorescent bulbs from one of the fixtures, the end of the bulb burst into flames. It was really bizarre. Both sockets the bulb’s pins were in melted in the few seconds it took me to twist the bulb out of the sockets while it burst into flames. The flames went out before I could get my phone out of my pocket and do a photo or video. I was standing on a ladder with a burning bulb in my hand, so I wasn’t in a good position to get to my phone. Mark came into the restroom a few seconds later to tell me he had come in to get stuff together to go out to the field tomorrow. I showed him the melted sockets and burned bulb, we talked about his fieldwork, and I forgot to photograph the melted sockets and burned bulb. Anyway, the burning bulb reminded me of Billy Joel’s “We Didn’t Start the Fire”, which gave me the idea to very loosely write the song in a similar style.

The Jazz Age